I had every intention of sitting down and penning our update on the Northern Virginia Cutest Dog contest. I just had to get through an interview with a rescue group (for volunteering!!) and a few work things. But Melvin had different ideas for how today would go. I’m just going to tell you the Melvin part matter-of-factly because right now, we don’t have a ton of info:
- He was confused this morning and panicked a few times.
- He was unable to get up from the lying down position (on hardwood and on carpet) and that, too, made him panic.
- He then had a significant increase in his normal tremor activity, his whole body was shaking.
- Then he threw up. A lot.
I took him to the vet and they think he had (another) seizure episode. They weren’t however ready to rule out minor stroke. He was all sorts of sore from the episode so they laser therapy’d him, took blood and pee and we are going to reassess tomorrow. We feel like he’ll need a neuro follow-up but it was not felt it was critical to do that today. The last time he had a seizure, the next day he was unable to move and had to be put on Doxy (which helped). He is back home now, resting and still a bit out of sorts. He got some meds to calm him down and relieve any lingering nausea. The hardest part was hearing the vet say over and over ‘sometimes, with OLD GUYS like him, blah blah blah’. Uh, he is only one (plus 8). He is not old. But that’s why it’s the hard part, he IS older.
So you know that no story of ours is complete without some sort of humor. When I realized Melvin needed emergency care, I rushed him out to the car (through the garage). Normally when I take Melvin to the vet (alone) I sneak him out the front door so that Jake does not explode with jealous rage. Well today, Jake saw me load him up. I came back in, put Jake in his room and apologized (HUGE WASTE OF TIME SINCE HE DOESN’T SPEAK HUMAN). I could hear Jake honking and howling as I pulled out of the driveway. Once at the vet and situated, I checked the Jake cam to see if he’d calmed down. He had not. Instead, he was shooting meatballs out of his butt faster than his body could possibly even be making them and he was HOWLING at the moon, arching his back and putting a every ounce of hissy into the fit as possible. There is no way to record on the Jake cam but the vet staff saw it. Meatballs and howling. Not exactly the behavior you would expect from one of the top three cutest dogs in NoVA! Thank goodness the voting is over.
Here is my boy getting loved on by the vet. We all had to wear protective glasses during the laser part.